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A Girl's Daddy


I’ve been a dad for nearly a day and a half and I’m already exhausted.  My daughter has little regard for day and night.  My daughter… It’s still really funny to me to say that.

I know I wrote on my last blog that newborn babies are ugly and…. Well that’s still true, BUT that doesn’t mean that they aren’t precious.  My daughter is the most beautiful little person I’ve ever laid my eyes on.  She gave me the beginnings of a smile today and blew me away.  I knew I was got when I thought it was cute when she took a poo while I was changing her diaper.  Somehow in the span of 24 hours, doo doo became cute.

Must be love.

There are some other weird things going through my head as I look forward to raising a baby girl:

Is this going to change my view of sluts and strippers?  At least 18 years ago, all those women were somebody’s little girl.  I would hate for my baby to have the same fate.  Then again, I want my baby to know she is loved and for her to love herself.  That seems to be step one in stopping a young girl from working the pole for a living.  I don’t know how to force a woman to love herself but if my baby knows one thing, it’s that her daddy loves her.  That’s literally half the battle.  Secondly, I won’t have a relationship with sluts anytime anyway.  I’m married for crying out loud.  That ship has sailed.

I admit that it will be harder to objectify women.  However, I’ve been working on that for 10 years now.  Sounds good all around.

Another thing, I realize that there is very little chance of me to be any help with girly problems.  That is, unless she plans on never having any suitors.  I mean, I already have a problem comparing people my age with myself.  If my daughter comes to me about some boy problem, my only answer right now is “Tell him to stop being a bitch ass nigga.”  That may not work so well every time.

Lastly, I realize that I’m well on the way to being wrapped around her little finger.  That’s a foregone conclusion.  What I ponder is whether or not that is such a terrible thing.  It takes a real man to show love.  I love my baby so I’m going to show it every chance I get.  Of course, my honesty does tend to show my capacity for harshness from time to time.  I better start working on that now.  I got no clue how to be tough yet loving quite yet.  Hopefully I will just go with loving, ya know, to be safe.

Welp, I better steal a quick nap while I can.  I have somebody’s relationship with men to shape in the morning.  I should probably be rested up for that.

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